So today there was a minutes silence in remembrance of those that had fallen in wars gone by. I never signed up for a war. Never fought. Never wanted to. Always looking for the peaceful way through.
Every now and then though I wonder. What must it have been like? I can only hold out my hand and my heart to those that made these sacrifices, despite my not agreeing with the political machinery that sits behind most wars.
This is my prose for today.
Blinding flash and deafening roar. Earth and blood and human debris fall from the sky. Bits of human! Madness all around. Why? Why? Only death is our escape from this hell. Only death can bring us comfort. Screams come from those who are close. Close to us and close to death. Hanging in purgatory with oblivion to one side and unending pain to the other. It’s a lose lose situation. Agony and torment is shrilled into our minds and twists itself there, turning our hearts to stone. All around the nightmare unfolds it’s grim reality. This can never end. Even if we survive. Why? Why? We are fighting for freedom. For tomorrow. Those who have sent us here sit safe and warm. They will see their children tomorrow. They will live to fight another day. Or to send someone to fight for them. Pawns in a deadly game of chess, we die so that others may not. We are the ultimate sacrifice. Paying the ultimate price. Some of us wish we were not here now. Some of us do not want to die. Many of us are scared. We want to see our loved ones. Just one more time. Please stop the war. Just for a moment. Just for a brief kiss. A touch that will carry me over the threshold and let me die with a lightness of heart. I will charge the machine gun nest. I will take on the marauding tanks. Just for that one moment. But no. Cold hard war takes life without compassion. We are dead. Why? Why?
death calls to all.
in this crucible